Darcy shows off

>you are Darcy
>Ambrosia, your promiscuous cousin, has invited you over for the weekend
>and she has also invited you to some weird place
>it had a good reputation, but for the wrong reasons
>standing in front of it now, you let your thoughts wander
>you felt like you were going to be murdered tonight
>swallowing, you entered the building
>Ambrosia stands at the front desk, talking quietly with a mare adorning large hair
>the mare notices and welcomes you
>you nod to her and give Ambrosia a questioning look
>"Place is legit. Don't be afraid."
"If you say so, Am Ham."
>you notice a satyr behind the desk snickering
>she popped her gum like a teenager and showed zero 'give a fuck'
>you were gonna break her
"Ah'd like her."
>"You got it!"
>grabbing a key from the wall, she writes something in her notebook
>"Room 112, down the hall, left side."
>you grin and point to a sign
>'Toy Box'
"How much extra will it cost to use somethin' from here?"
>the mare smiles sweetly
>"No extra charge, ma'am. Feel free!"
>bingo
>you open it and sift thought
>there's a lot of good stuff, but almost nothing fits what's running through your mind
>but you uncover it
>you snap up a strap-on harness, along with your finding, and head towards the room
>the satyr had made her way to the room before you, popping her gum loud as ever
>"Name's Cherry Popper. Delighted."
>no eye contact, no nothing to show she was more than a toy
>at least try and have some customer service skills
>you unlock the door and allow her to enter first
>she sits on the bed, crossing her legs and grinning at you
>if that was all she could do, you were sorely disappointed
"Alright, this is my first time, so Ah apologize if Ah'm a bit slow."
>Cherry simply shrugs and begins peeling off her clothing
>you strip down to just your undergarments
>Cherry laughs at you
>"You self-conscious, hun? No need to be! No judgement 'round here."
>thankfully, she'd been paying very little attention to you, so your little friend was still a secret
>shaking your head, you chuckle
"Ya know, this business is legit and recognized, but Ah think you lack passion."
>Cherry now looks at you curiously
>"What in the world are you talkin' about, girl? Just enjoy the entertainment you've been provided."
"Oh, Ah'm going to. You'll see that Ah ain't like any client you've had before."
>time for the big reveal
>picking the darn thing up, you show off the toy you've selected
"Ah kinda admire your toy selection. Vahbrators, flavored condoms, oh! And this sucker."
>what you held was 18 inches of pure terror
>the diameter was larger than that of your dad's
>that's hard to accomplish
>when all was said and done, the toy was a fantasy machine
>Cherry stared at it with fearful eyes
>"I don't quite remember mother picking that one up."
>hook, line, sinker
>strapping everything into place, you look over your victim's body
>you're gonna tear it up
>you rub the head of the toy against her clit, eliciting a sharp moan from the so-called professional
"Oh, not so trained as you thought you were, huh?"
>the satyr breathes quickly, locking her gaze with yours
>dry, you force your way into Cherry
>or not so dry
>she squeaks and melts immediately
>the overabundance of juice in her crevice saved her
>you set a smooth rhythm, hilting with each thrust
>a couple times, Cherry just has to jump off, too pleased to continue
>"Listen, sugar. You keep that up and I might soak you by mistake."
>you giggle and release the harness from around your waist
"Oh, pud'n, I was tryin' to make ya gush!"
>Cherry grins at you, lying on her side now
>the toy pops out of her pussy, letting out a small river with it
>you shake your head
"Are you always this easy?"
>Cherry held out her middle finger at you, chuckling weakly